Signy had woken early that morning. She'd been very patient for the first five minutes waiting for her mother to wake up, or for her siblings to stir enough from their sleep that she had a good excuse to stalk them. Nothing. So she'd flopped on her back with a dramatic sigh. That was when she'd spotted the part of the den where her Mama left and came back again. She always came back smelling of the most interesting things, but they weren't allowed out there. But... whyyy? Why weren't they allowed out There? What was There that they couldn't see until they were bigger?
She flipped over to her belly, eying the bright spot in the den speculatively before sliding her gaze to her mother and siblings. Still asleep... and what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them, right? She'd go out and come right back in and they'd never be the wiser, and she'd see what was out There.
Squirming forward with all the stealth of a ninja - or a raging water buffalo, Signy was small but her flailing limbs could still pack a punch and she hadn't yet developed good coordination - she made her way to the bright spot before pausing to look back. Everyone still asleep? Yup. Onwards!
She barreled out through the bright spot and froze in awe. Everything was so... big! And there was just so much to see! It was nothing like the simple earthen walls of the den. A moment of complete shock, and then the irrepressible pup was off and running gleefully through the long plains-grass. A yip of joy was torn away by the wind. She wasn't quite sure how long she'd been running or how far, but she suddenly caught the sound of her mother's voice calling her frantically, and she came skidding to a halt.
"Whoops," she muttered under her breath. Hadn't meant to stay out longer than a couple minutes, but Mama must have woke up sooner than she thought. Turning around to head back though, the black pup's face scrunched up in confusion. Where was the den? All she could see was grass. "Uh-oh." Mama was going to be maaaad now.
It didn't occur to the girl to worry about actually being lost. How big could the world actually be anyway? She just needed to find a wall and follow it right back around to the den, right? So she trotted off confidently once more, unaware that rather than heading in a straight line she was making a circle around the den, which was actually just barely out of sight. Now, where was that wall...?
"Speech"
This pine marten has a very foul mouth and a confusing accent. He is also fierce and hates to be called adorable. You have been warned.